twisty gets it just right. she talks about "choice feminism", and her particular bugbear, sexpositive feminism.[1]

She Blames the Spice Girls at I Blame The Patriarchy:

I assert that we're choosing the path of least resistance. It's much easier to acquiesce to a set of established conventions-social, aesthetic, political, sexual, sartorial-for which the rewards (dudely approval, other women's satisfying jealousy) dangle brightly ahead, than it is to blaze forth in a fury of white-hot anti-feminine iconoclasm and risk ridicule, ostracism, and male reproach. Life's rich pageant is much more accessible when you go with the flow. Patriarchy, as the Spice Girls and Paris Hilton can attest, rewards conformity.

[1] i think i may no longer be calling myself a sex positive feminist, thanks to twisty. i'm not saying i don't like sex. (did i mention my parents read my blog? hi mom! hi dad!) because i do. but just because a feminist likes a particular thing in bed/leading to bed does not make that particular thing feminist. there are things that i like and that other feminists like are at best, carefully negotiated forays into finding eroticism in the patriarchy.

i'm not saying that we should all go out, become political lesbians, and lie in bed holding each others hands and thinking of trees. if that's your kink, go for it. but i am going to continue doing the things that i actually like in bed, with people who i trust to respect me as a person, and i am going to critically examine the hell out of what i do and what i like, how i got here, and how the patriarchy contributes to the whole thing.